A sacred martial arts relic was just a weapon used by a Martial Arts Saint which had absorbed the power of its user through years of usage. Nonetheless, once all the energy it contained was expended, it would naturally break apart if not recharged further.
Jake eked out an awkward smile. “Even a sacred martial arts relic that can only be used once is extremely valuable.”
Ignoring Jake’s words, Jared flung the scepter back as he sneered, “This place isn’t a garbage dump. Whatever trash you have, take it back.”
The crowd was bewildered to hear Jared refer to the sacred martial arts relic as trash.
As his brows furrowed, Jake’s aura swelled rapidly within him, engulfing the entire hall with a tremendous force.
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